Xiao Jinglan couldn't ask, and Feng Jiaojiao didn't think she would tell her.

Feng Wuyou wanted to know what happened between her and Feng Yu, so she could only find another way based on the opportunity.

The night passed by all kinds of thoughts.

Feng Jiaojiao slept in the front yard, and Feng Wuyou was worried that he was not at ease and got up very early the next day.

Xiao Jinglan also got up with her and quickly finished packing.

When I reached the front yard, Feng Jiaojiao was already there.

When she saw Feng Yu, who was played by Xiao Jinglan, her eyes lit up a little, and when she saw Feng Wuyou beside him, she gradually became colder again.

"Have you ever had breakfast?"

Her eyes were only focused on Feng Yu, and she ignored Feng Wuyou.

This is the person Feng Yu has placed around her. No matter how angry she is, she cannot do anything to him, so she can only ignore it completely.

Feng Wuyou was happy to see this. She didn't want Feng Jiaojiao to pay too much attention to her. Feng Jiaojiao was very familiar with her. If she kept staring at her, she wouldn't have any chance of leaking the filling.

Xiao Jinglan had no intention of answering her, but just walked past her with Feng Wuyou, as if she was in the air.

Feng Jiaojiao's expression dimmed in an instant, and Feng Wuyou could almost see the hurt expression in her eyes.

She absolutely could not like Feng Jiaojiao. She couldn't have any sympathy for Feng Jiaojiao. This woman wanted to kill her several times.

But looking at her childlike appearance, I still feel a little uncomfortable.

Feelings is the most hurtful thing in the world.

Just like Xiao Jinglan, because he only thinks about her, he is destined to make countless other women in this world sad.

Feng Wuyou only felt glad, but was not complacent.

Although feelings are selfish, they do not have to be used as a tool for showing off.

After glanced at me, I stopped looking at Feng Jiaojiao and followed Xiao Jinglan forward.

Her figure is slender, but her gait still shows the appearance of a boy.

Thanks to the various trainings in her previous life, her disguise is not so easy to reveal flaws.

Feng Jiaojiao was just hurt for a moment, then immediately followed and walked beside Feng Yu.

Xiao Jinglan frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything.

It's not that I'm acquiesced, but that I don't want to pay attention to it at all.

In this strange atmosphere, the group arrived at the candidate's station on the other side of the camp.

Compared with the houses and houses Feng Wuyou saw yesterday, the accommodation conditions here are a few levels different.

It seems that it is similar to the camp where they temporarily transferred.

They are all large houses in rows, with no beds inside, and hay on the ground is used as beds.

There are at least twenty or thirty people living in a room, and they can eat at will.

The camps were full of high-ranking God Guards, and no one took these candidates seriously.

These Divine Guards knew very well that most of the people here now were going to die, and they didn’t have to be nice to them at all, and it would be useless to be nice to them.

If someone inside can survive and become a divine guard, then you will naturally get good treatment.

In this world, treatment is proportional to strength.

Feng Jiaojiao stopped in front of the camp, and said with a little disgust: "I'm waiting for the adults here."

In fact, it is the same whether she says or not, and Xiao Jinglan doesn't care about her at all.

In fact, he was indeed walking straight forward, not caring about Feng Jiaojiao at all.

Feng Wuyou looked back and saw Feng Jiaojiao's expression full of gloom, looking at the candidate's camp, as if he was looking at some deep hatred.

Feng Wuyou frowned, and before he could think of anything, he had already walked into the camp.

Immediately someone came up and said attentively to Xiao Jinglan: "Sir, should you choose one of these hundred people today, or should you take a few rooms of people?"

There are even numbers in the row of rooms here, including twenty-five people per room and one hundred people, just take people from four rooms.

Xiao Jinglan glanced at Feng Wuyou.

Feng Wuyou made a lip pose: "Ruzhe."

Xiao Jinglan snorted, and he was still obsessed with it.

If he really threw the barbarian named Ruzhe into the Divine Spring today, I wonder if Feng Wuyou would be so angry that he would fight him.

If the fight really starts, he will probably lose, so he will not be willing to take action.

Thinking in a mess, the Shenwei in front of him understood the wrong meaning and smiled: "Does sir want this young master to pick people?"

Xiao Jinglan raised his eyebrows and looked at Feng Wuyou: "Do you want to pick it?"

Feng Wuyou frowned.

The person who went to Shenquan had a life of death. Let her choose people was to let her decide who to die, and how could she be willing to do such a thing?

Xiao Jinglan also noticed something was wrong when he said that, and immediately changed his mind: "Let them register voluntarily."

In addition to the arrested candidates, there are many other people here who volunteer to enter the Shenquan and work hard for the Shenwei.

When they came from the transfer camp, they were not even in the candidate's team, but followed Feng Yu's divine guards to become monitors who maintained order and monitor candidates.

However, even if they have the identity of a guard on the way to come, they can show off their power for a while.

But after arriving at the camp, they could only live in this concentrated camp with the candidates they despised.

The Shenwei, who was in charge of the camp, was stunned. In previous years, when I entered the Shenquan, I usually took the room according to the room or the responsible adults chose it themselves. I have never heard of this so-called voluntary registration method.

Xiao Jinglan looked at him and said indifferently: "A person with sincerity gathered together and said that there could not be a few more divine guards."

Those who want to go, let them enter the Divine Spring."

When the camp guard heard this, he immediately smiled and patted his horse: "Sir, I am really holding a look for my God Guard, just as the Lord said."

At that moment, he turned around and shouted to his subordinates: "I inform you to go to each room. Those who want to go to the Shenwei will come to the playground immediately. If you arrive first, go first!"

The divine guards under their command have never seen this method, but they are going to die anyway. What is the difference between dying early and late?

If someone wants to go early, let them do it.

Now, I have been informed of all the rooms.

After a while, a large number of people ran out of each room, and it seemed that there were more than 200 people.

Feng Wuyou raised his eyebrows heavily.

On the way here, there were four or five hundred candidates and two or three hundred escorts.

Although I had known for a long time that people who were very enthusiastic and yearning for Shenquan could become escorts, I still felt completely different when I watched them rush to die with my own eyes.

"One, two, three...fifty-five, fifty-six...seventy-seven, seventy-eight...ninety-nine...one hundred..." "Enough is enough, since he will all the rest go back and wait for the day after tomorrow!"

The camp guards guarded a threshold and put people in one by one. When they pinched a hundred people, they pushed the rest away.

The few who were squeezed in the front were pushed and staggered, with a look of unwillingness on their faces.

The people who squeezed into the top 100 were all gloomy and full of confidence.

Feng Wuyou didn't know how these tribes promoted the Divine Guard, but from their expressions, they seemed to feel that as long as they entered the Divine Spring, they would definitely become the Divine Guard and the top person on the Wild Continent.

Xiao Jinglan was indifferent to this.

Ci doesn't control the troops, and he has long been used to seeing this kind of scene when he can become the most famous general on Tianlan Continent.

Even during several wars, when the King of Pre-Qin asked who was willing to go, he was the one who led the way.

Wherever the goal is reached, do not avoid swords and guns.

The mentality of these barbarians is no different from that of them on the battlefield, they are just for the goals in their hearts.

As for whether this target value or not, no one can comment except yourself.

Feng Wuyou didn't say anything.

She was a newcomer, and she knew too little about Shenquan and the camp, so she didn't plan to do anything today, and she couldn't save anyone.

In other words, even if she wants to save these people who take the initiative to go to Shenquan, these people may not appreciate it.

Maybe she will feel that she is the one who hinders them.

Faced with their choices, all Feng Wuyou can do is just bystanders.

The people were quickly sorted out by the camp guards, and then reported to Xiao Jinglan diligently: "Sir, everyone is here."

Xiao Jinglan nodded, "Let's go."

As he said that, he turned around and walked out.

The camp guards quickly called a few people to follow.

After leaving the camp, another team of divine guards came over, who were specifically responsible for escorting these people, with a total of more than fifty.
To be continued...